Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

That was the sound caused by the demon, whose size had suddenly increased, swinging its thick arm forward.

Faced with ridicule from all sides and a huge arm reaching out to him, the boy simply raised his head and looked up.

A chilling glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, which resembled those of a demon.

"Crack——!"

That was the sound of something being chewed up.

The boy gripped his sword and gun tightly, easily blocking the hand that was swinging with a strong wind, then suddenly opened his mouth and bit down.

"Aa ...

The demon, who had been mocking just a second ago, suddenly began to wail and howl in pain.

Unfortunately, this performance did not elicit the slightest bit of pity from the Devourer.

"It's too big—!"

Accompanied by such cold words, in the next instant, the chaotic flashes of light from the blades, like invisible wind blades, slashed toward the demon's chest, side abdomen, thigh, and neck.

“Puff——!”

Tearing sounds rang out one after another.

"Help me, help me, help me!!!!"

The demon howled in agony as its upper body was gripped tightly by the boy, before its head was suddenly bitten off.

Blood flowed from the boy's mouth like a river.

At that moment, he was more like a demon than a demon himself.

"Gulp—!"

In less than a few seconds, the demon was completely devoured by the boy.

"------"

The laughter that had just echoed throughout the street came to an abrupt halt.

All the evil spirits opened their eyes wide, some even showing expressions of terror.

"impossible?"

When humans encounter things they don't want to believe, or things that greatly conflict with their own understanding, they subconsciously try to escape reality and make their brains refuse to accept such memories.

These evil spirits are the same.

"Not a single one left—!"

The boy, his entire body radiating a terrifying aura of blood, charged toward the stunned demon in front of him.